Indeed. There are days where I swear I can feel my fallible, malfunctioning meat sack decay over night. Then I think of the math trying to extrapolate how many such changes can a body possibly live through. It sucks and can wear on one's soul. Be as well as you can be, Kat.
It definitely can wear on one's soul for sure. And it most definitely sounds like you get it, my friend, I'm somewhat more well and I hope you are beyond swell or at least slightly less decaying!
!PIZZA